Every so often I get enough of a leisurely day to pull out the Fleischmann’s. I’m undisciplined in the kitchen (although I’m hoping to grow out of that), but I do love to make a good yeast bread. Cinnamon rolls, homemade tortillas, or cinnamon rolls. Bread is like a garden except 69 hours less work. You plant some yeast (which… Read More
We came home with a little instrument, and every night I had to insert it into the palate-spreading apparatus in the top of my girl’s mouth. (When I had braces they called it a palate splitter, which seemed more appropriate.) One time I started the turn and didn’t realize the tool wasn’t inserted into the hole correctly. Jabbed that girl… Read More
It makes my husband crazy that I recycle. (Possibly related to the number of times he has tripped over empty milk jugs in the garage?) I think if it were not for me he would throw old mail and plastic containers in the garbage. You heard me right. So I do not have the nerve to even mention to him… Read More
If I am going to be sick, I want to be very sick. Sick enough that no one expects me to go to work or fold underwear or bake chicken or pour my own apple juice. The worst sickness is the one that forces you through a box of Kleenex but doesn’t cause anyone to gasp at how you look… Read More
I snagged a glorious 20 minutes on the phone with a dear friend yesterday, while she chewed on a Costco dog and I inhaled a Subway flatbread pizza. The cuisine of busy working moms. We talked about our broken mommas –hers with more busted ribs than a person can count on one hand, thanks to a head-on, and mine with… Read More
I may lose all credibility when I tell you this, but my son has talked me into watching a few Dr. Who episodes. It’s mostly ridiculous science fiction, which is why I scoffed for a long time, but The Doctor is quirky and appealing. Then I found out he he had secret pain, having lost his entire race, including his… Read More
“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.” (Deuteronomy 6:4 NIV) See what love looks like in this man’s story. Do we love Jesus this much?
I wish I were the one who were to decide when a baby would be in the womb and when you would hear the words “You got the job!” and when the house would sell and a guy propose and the money come in. But I’m not. Your name comes to me, though, when I hear Job say, “I cry out to… Read More
This video is weighty, just to give you a heads up, but it so exactly parallels what church is like that I urge you to watch it. When I read that Jesus looks at crowds of people and has compassion for them, I imagine this is what He sees.
Why does one woman suffer with diabetes her entire life while another is healthy? Why does one woman lose her house in a fire while another woman’s house stands? Why does one woman wait longingly to see one positive pregnancy strip while another woman drives a van full of kids? I made a discovery in the Bible recently that helped… Read More